My daughter who is now 11 yrs old was diagnosed about 17 months ago with T1D. She was 9. And I know we have come a very long way, from being a multiple daily injector, to getting a CGM to now her pump, from stares, glares, tears, highs-lows, all types of emotions it’s endless!!! Through it all, we as a family have grown together, we have allowed ourselves to “feel” because we know this is a “part” of her now- but diabetes is NOT her! Right? But sometimes-sometimes during those moments when I can’t figure out why her body just doesn’t want to cooperate and after a few breaths, and her behavior shows her glucose has defiantly plummeted- the stares and whispers still get to me. Diabetes disrupts everything!!! All she wanted to do was jump rope with her peers. the juice didn’t bring her up quick enough, nor did the second, at that point it was close enough to lunch it was just time eat… its hard when “I”/ “you” know what is right for your child (eat child, please) but then when she starts refuse check her BG around strangers and your briebing your kid to eat anything at this point. It sort of sends a mixed signal to people who have no idea what is really going on. Then behold a emotional breakdown comes… frustration builds to the top when onlookers judge. “Coping” is still hard to do… and I am not always sure if I handle it in a positive way. But is T1D in any way a beautiful thing?